After rebirth, the abandoned concubine became involved in the medical world

The look of pain disappeared from his face, and his breathing was slow and long.

Shui Miao looked at his brows and saw, well, Yintang is no longer black but has good fortune instead of a return to glory.

Chixue was surprised when she heard her voice: "Host, can you see his luck!?"

Shui Miao: "No, how can I see such mysterious and mysterious things?"

Chixue was speechless: "Then why did you say what you just said? I thought you understood."

Shui Miao said righteously: "I am a doctor. His pulse condition is only weak after detoxification. As long as he takes good care of himself and does not seek death, he will be fine. Doesn't this mean that he has not recovered from his illness? I am not wrong."

Chixue: "..." Well, you are the host and you are justified.

The man also noticed the changes in his body. He had not experienced this kind of comfort from his soul for a long time.

He unconsciously looked at Shui Miao with gratitude in his eyes.

Shui Miao pulled out the silver needle and said, "The medicine is taken from this medical center. I won't charge you for the medicine. The consultation fee is one thousand taels."

Man: "...Okay."

"Wood Rock"

Mu Yan, the guard man, heard his master's voice and immediately opened the door and entered, "Master, how do you feel now?"

The door opened and Ah San and the doctor followed Mu Yan in. They wanted to know the results of Shui Miao's treatment. Some people even hoped that Shui Miao would fail, so that they could save some reputation.

The man Qi Yu raised his hand to signal Mu Yan to help him up, and Mu Yan quickly stepped forward.

Ah San saw that although his master's face was still a little pale, but there was no sign of pain, he must be fine, so he hurried forward to help.

Dr. Zhou was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the harsh prescription was really effective. He stepped forward and asked, "I would like to take another pulse, is it okay?"

Qi Yu probably understood what was going on by looking at their looks. To be honest, he didn't expect Shui Miao to have such good medical skills at such a young age. He was afraid that he was poisoned and even the imperial doctors he knew didn't dare to act rashly. Shui Miao He has such courage.

How did they know that Shui Miao really didn't want to gamble with herself at the beginning, whether he died or not.

Dr. Zhou carefully checked his pulse, his face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but murmured: "It's really better. How is this possible?"

Others also heard the old doctor talking to himself and looked at each other with some heat in their faces. Some people also reflected on their newly aroused vicious thoughts. When did they become despicable villains who could not accept geniuses?

No, they are not, absolutely not!

Shui Miao didn't know and didn't want to know what they were thinking, so he interrupted loudly: "I said you will do whatever you want to study in the future, and you will doubt as much as you want. Is the medical fee paid now?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Shui Miao and stared at her blankly.

Shui Miao didn't feel embarrassed at all, she just looked at Qi Yu.

Qi Yu: "It's time to give it. Little doctor, wait a moment, Mu Yan."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yan took out all the banknotes he had and placed them in Qi Yu's hand.

Qi Yu leaned on the cave, looked at the amount of the banknotes in his hand, and gave all the banknotes to Shui Miao, "Little doctor, these are my consultation fees."

Shui Miao looked at the obviously extra banknotes and didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about taking them all. He said with satisfaction: "For the sake of silver cough, I am a conscientious doctor, and you are the patient I handle, eh."

He handed the written prescription to Qi Yu and said, "Hey, this is a prescription to take care of your body. You will be cured in as little as three days and as long as seven days."

Qi Yu personally took it and was a little confused when he saw the handwriting on it. He thought he could recognize it, but the little doctor's handwriting was too sloppy. People really can't be judged by their appearance.

There was no way, Shui Miao was too anxious, she had stayed here for too long, it was time to have dinner, and then it was time to rest after Xiaoxiaoshi.